Do you know of any good military quotes?

Soon I will be working on a section in the Resources section of the site where I will include military quotations.  These could be from Generals, Presidents or anyone as long as it is military-related.  If you have a favorite one, please comment to this Post.  Thanks for your help!

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Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 30, 2012 at 2:28pm

Roger on your E-Mail about Rules of Engagement.

Maybe, you might think about Eugene 'Sledgehammer' Sledge's.

About Marines be covered with glory.

Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 30, 2012 at 2:22pm

Here we go again; I left Commander after Golf Company 2nd Battalion 1st Marines

Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 30, 2012 at 2:20pm

I forgot to say, I have donated R.M 'Cook' Barela book.

To our library here in Altoona, PA in his memory. 

Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 30, 2012 at 2:18pm

I'm not sure if I placed this some place in the web site.

Lance Corporal Rodrigo 'Cook' Barela wrote a book.

Titled DREAMS OF GLORY:FIELDS OF FIRE 

Here's a bit from a review;

This young, brave, Marine's story is an easy ready for all. I am sure is family is very proud of him and miss his dearly. I have been informed he has now passed on and will be missed by all. What a wonderful human being to give all left this wonderful gift.

Here's Cook Barela in Vietnam and later ;

Cook! I sorry I never had dreams of glory.

I went twice,  and I did my duty.

In the words of my Golf Company 2nd Battalion 1st Marines;

I won't give you any medals for doing your duty.

That duty at times was unbearable, to say the least.

Rules of Engagement made for a difficult time.

Veterans of World War II and possibly the Korean War.

Never had to deal with Rules of Engagement.

In the course of one year or thirteen months.

The average man went from a youth with ideals.

To an old man that had become hard.

Just to survive.

We saw a few fields of fire.

After I came back from Vietnam.

I had a dream of the Que Son valley.

It was peaceful, besides being beautiful.

In a blink of an eye, I saw a machine gun team.

Setting up and firing away.

What was peaceful and beautiful.

Now laid in ruin.

Another dream I had; we were riding in the 6 by (truck).

Americans on one side and our enemy on the other side.

Between us were what I saw as politicians.

Each side would take a politician.

And toss him out of the 6 by.

Maybe it was my mind was thinking about Vietnam. 

Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 29, 2012 at 7:46pm

One part should have read; the tide was out, the landing craft couldn't get over the reef.

The Marines were forced to wade or walk  a shore under-fire.

Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 29, 2012 at 7:43pm

A few notes about Cpl Robert L.Cook USMC poem TARAWA.
The Marines that are to land on Tarawa are in their landing craft.
Or their Higgins boats, the tide was out and the landing craft.
The Marines had to wade ashore.
Cpl Robert L.Cook USMC was there, but he was in the 4th wave.
But they still came under-fire, so he gives a visual throught his words.

I'm sure he won't mind that I'm placing poem in this web site.

TARAWA

THE sky is looking
Its inky black,
The sun is but
A thought.
The sergeant looks
Above the bow
And sees the
Outline of an island.
The beach is not
Yet clear,
The churning prop
Thrusts ahead,
Defying every wave.
A thousand yards
To travel
And then!

Above our heads
A sound
We have not heard,
Its rushing passage
Leaves no doubt
Of its intent.
The engine drops
Its RPM
And touches bottom sand.
Troops know the sign
From a dozen landings,
And are poised
To spill over the ramp,
Which has dropped
Suddenly to the
Waiting surf.

Marines surge forward
Through the gap!
The water yet to
Warm,
It chills them through
Their leggings
And soaks their
Rugged shoes.
But they are not aware
Of this;
There is too much
Of which to think.
The shelling
Of the shore
Has ceased,
The beach comes alive
With flashes of fire.
A rain of projectiles
Large and small,
A buddy falls
In front of you.
You stumble over
His fallen body
And carry on
The forward motion;
You have no other choice.

The water has
Changed its depth,
You are in
Shoulder-deep.
With rifle held
Above your head,
You move slowly
Through the brine.
You see and hear
The slaughter
That abounds
Around your shaking
Body.

Machinegun fire
Comes from the right,
Its tracers drawing nigh.
You drop to chin depth,
Rifle at the level.
The beach is
Coming slowly,
You have a way
To travel.
The depth becomes
More shallow,
As you take care
To keep alive.
Around you
Are your buddies,
Some floating
In the surf,
Their stillness
Can only mean
They have left
This stinkin' earth.

Suddenly you are aware
You have reached
The hard packed
Beach.
And throw yourself
Down,
You hug the earth
To catch your breath,
And peer around you.
As the battle rages
From every port and chink
Your courage has not
Left you.

You muster it somehow
As you crawl forward
To find some kind of
Safety
Besides a shatter wall.
The sounds around you
Are deafening.
The screams the worst of all
You see the carnage
Happening.
Forever you will
Recall!

You gain the presence
Of your mind
You now know
Your intent.
Forgotten is your
Frozen fear,
You know what
You must do.
The rifle you
Have nursed ashore
Feel strong within
Your grasp.

The flashes that you
First observed
Continue to
Burst forth.
The static sound
Is upper most
In your mind
The pack that
Hindered
Your advance,
You shed from
Off your back.
And turn your
Attention to
The job that
Is at hand!

You slide forward
Along the sand,
As black as holy hell.
Keeping close
To sheltered wall.
A mortar shell
Lands near you.
It's metal screams
Past your ears
Your helmet keeps
You covered
You could almost cheer.
The gun that you came to get
Is but scant feet away.
It's fire above your head
Keep crawling!
So you tell yourself
Got to make this one
Count!

You hold grenade
In your right hand.
Tear the pin out
With your teeth.
Partly rise to
Arch your arm
And let the missile go!
It arches in
A lazy curve
And enters
Into the slot.
The sound it makes
Is like a cord
Plucked on
Harps of gold
No longer does
The chatter sound
It's silence is all
Golden.

You feel like
You've done your best.
But there no time to rest,
The battle is not over.

And so it goes
From man to man
Each doing best he can.
The sum and total
Of it all,
Is some men live
And some fall.
And some return
To tell us all!
- Cpl Robert L.Cook USMC

Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 29, 2012 at 7:15pm

With a little editing;

"Such is the life of a Marine,
Covered with glory one minute,
Covered with chit the next."

- Eugene 'Sledgehammer Sledge USMC

'WITH THE OLD BREED'

Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 29, 2012 at 7:12pm

AT WAR'S END

"THERE'S is very good news.
There is peace.
Both by land,
And by sea.
Great guns no more shall be used.
For we shall disbanded be;
Says the General,
'That's very bad news;'
Says the Captain,
'My heart will break;'
The Lieutenant cries;
'What shall I do?
For I know
Not what course to take.
Says the GRUNT;
'I have no trade to choose;'
'I'll just go shine shoes.'

Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 29, 2012 at 7:06pm

2 in 1

About women in the military;

"Privilege is never given up easily.

The intergrity of our society and its ideals.

Require us to field a quality force.

That represents the society it defends.

And the society it defends.

Believes in civil equality."
- Lorry M. Fenner

"The Army and the Marines

Can never escape.

The fundamental reality of their work.

Ground combat is filthy, brutal

Bloody and killing work.

Can not be sanitized,

Gentrified,

Cleansed of the bloody gore.
Or feminized

Into a nonviolent ethos."
- Marie E. deYoung

Comment by Ricardo Jacques on April 29, 2012 at 12:49pm

And yet another that not a famous quote.

From the book;

'WITH THE OLD BREED'

By Eugene (Sledgehammer) Sledge USMC

"Time had no meaning; 

life had no meaning.

The fierce struggle for survival,

Eroded the vaneer of civilization.

And made savages of us all.

We existed in an enviroment.

Totally incomprehensibile to other men.

Those behind the lines and civilians."
- Eugene 'Sledgehammer' Sledge USMC

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